Hi
Sadly Bobby passed away Monday morning at 9 am. At the moment I am still in shock I think it has all happened so quickly!!
On Friday morning I was meant to bring him home but his condition had deteriated, the vet was trying hard to find another vet in our area with Oxyglobin which apparantly is the better option than a blood transfusion. He had no joy and no one within a 4 mile radius carries it as it is so exepensive £250! So my b=vet did the next thing which was to find a blood donor, which he did, and carry out a blood transfusion. This was fraught with risks as the body can easily reject the foreign blood cells. However all seemed to go well and Bobby seemed to perk up a little and started to eat some fresh chicken which I had prepared for him.
The vet told me that provided he seemed ok the next morning that we could take him home and keep a close eye on him and carry out with the high dose of Prednisone and another drug called Cyclophosomide (or something). Saturday he seemed to be fine although still extremely weak but was eating and drinking and was alert. Sunday morning the same but during the day he seemed a little more subdued, his breathing was not that good although this had been the case most of the time due to the lack of oxygen in his blood and this was supposed to improve.
Monday morning he was extremly weak very lethargic, didn't really want to eat or drink much and collapsed...He was due at the vets at 8.45 for them to check his PCV again but I couldn't wait until then so rushed him off. They put him straight on oxygen and tested his PCV which had risen to 12% from 12% which was good but the vet was very concerned with his breathing and carried out some more tests. He told us that he had a lot of fluid around his lungs..Then sadly Bobby collapsed and took one last breath, the vet then told us his heart had stopped...He said he could try and bring him around but that he wouldn't advise it as he had now started to suffer, as he started to bleed internally....We agreed with the vet..
So my poor Bobby who was only coming up to 4 years old, a bloody lovely dog who wouldn't harm a fly. He was my shadow, my companion who followed me everywhere. My 3 children and husband are totally devastated. I am back in work today writing this with tears flowing, I don't think they have stopped since yesterday...But as they say life goes on...
We have to wait now for Bobby's ashes from the vets so we can say our last goodbyes..and then remember the good times.
Thanks so much for all your replies and sorry if I have gone on too much..
Tracy x
